But it would most likely land a few Secret Service agents on my doorstep. Instead, I’ll just whole-heartedly back TBogg for a moment.
Four more years of scientific decisions being made by people who believe in a ghost in the clouds.
Four more years of debt that our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.
Four more years of racists and lunatics for judicial appointments
Four more years of looting the treasury and squandering it on corporate cronies.
Four more years of making enemies faster than we can kill them.
Four more years of fear and darkness and racism and hatred and stupidity and guns and bad country music.
I look at the big map and all of the red in flyover country and I feel like I’ve been locked in a room with the slow learners. We have become the country that pulls a dry cleaning bag over its head to play astronaut.
Luckily, one of the first tracts I read this morning was a piece from a few months ago by Todd Gitlin. It is from a feature the Washington Monthly did where they asked “What if Bush wins?” It takes a bit of the sting out of the defeat. Not much, but a bit.
Make no mistake: None of this will be easy, and the forces for coalition will be tested. Most Democrats will likely be in a tizzy for a while after the reelection. But if they are smart enough, they will satisfy themselves initially with small, slow steps. Congressional Democrats of all ideological stripes will fight bill by bill, try to stop one judicial appointment at a time. They will not be so quick to sign a blank check for war with Iran or North Korea as they were in Iraq. And they will still lose many battles.
Many activists, novices and veterans, will despair, or wrestle with despair. They will entertain wild, secessionist fantasies, or claim they’re on the verge of moving to old Europe. Morosely, they will remind themselves that Republicans have triumphed after the grandest Democratic-liberal mobilization in decades. They will lack a theory of history that injects them with confidence that, despite defeat, the wheel will eventually turn their way.
–whazz on, the best way you can